I Don't Want to Be a Heroic Soul

flame.

A flame that flickers weakly and leaves no embers behind.

Very beautiful, very clean flame.

Since that day, I can always see such a flame.

In dreams, in bodies.

If matter were thrown in, it would burn and nothing would be left.

If you throw sin into it, it will probably burn into pure white.

If you throw away the past, I’m afraid you’ll only see nothingness when you look back.

"The power of mantra is generated from the negative emotions of human beings, which is equivalent to a kind of negative energy. It can be symbolized by‘-’To represent."

That was my sister's teaching in my ear a long time ago. I don't want to forget every word of my sister."

"Although this negative energy can strengthen the body, it cannot repair injuries. The so-called reversal technique requires that this negative energy be reversed into positive energy that can be repaired and healed. The specific principle can be understood as using two Multiply negative numbers to get positive numbers"

"After you learn to reverse the spell, theoretically speaking, you can use the reverse spell"

"��There are two cores in the body of a magician, namely the magic core located in the abdomen and the magic core located in the brain. What the magician calls a magic power is to use the magic power of the magic core to stimulate the magic power in your brain. Core, so if you use the positive attribute magic power obtained after inversion to stimulate the core of the spell in your brain, you can use a second spell with similar principles but opposite effects."

Jasmine has long learned to reverse the spell, which also means that she can always reverse the negative attribute spell power into positive attribute.

She can use the reversed energy to stimulate the core of the spell in her brain, and use She has never succeeded in reversing the spell, and now, although the magic power in her body has almost bottomed out, after using the black flash, the flow of magic power in Jasmine's body is as natural and smooth as breathing, every time.

The magic power seems to flow with her thoughts.

First, extract the remaining magic power from the core of the magic power in the abdomen...

Then, imagine negative numbers multiplied by negative numbers to get a positive number, and combine the negative attributes of the magic power. The force reverses another part of the mantra...

Finally, the resulting positive energy is transmitted to the brain.……

"！！！"

Having been stored for thousands of years, it suddenly recalled the fear of death.

And the source of this death is……

"That little girl?!"

The magic ball that has solidified to the limit is ready to go, and the girl who is tightly grasped by it seems to have fainted at this moment, with her head lowered and unable to see her expression.

The white magic spirit is not awake, it is indeed caught by Jasmine. That blow knocked Black Flash unconscious. It was actually another consciousness that controlled the cursed cannon.

No, this was not even consciousness, it could only be regarded as instinct and destructive desire. After all, this cursed spirit was just that existence. It is a failure that cannot contain the complete consciousness of the"strongest" person and cannot control too much power. It is the predecessor of the real work of that existence.

It is precisely because it only has the instinct of destruction left, that it is at this moment. I couldn't feel it.

The extremely pure breath of [death] came from the girl held by it. The orange-yellow magic ball finally exploded, and the incandescent light seemed to swallow up everything around it.

Seeing that Jasmine was about to be covered by this blinding light, the girl raised her head.

Under the blown gray bangs, her golden eyes became dull and dim compared to before, and in the middle of her pupils, there was a black flower. The flames swayed slightly.

The girl raised her hand towards the"white sun", and on her fingertips, a black fire lotus slowly bloomed in the incandescence , as if it would be extinguished by the wind at the next moment. , this small black one is like a lonely star in the night.

Two completely incomparable things are about to collide, but a bright red phantom takes the lead and cuts between them.

"Okay, that’s it."

The grip that seemed to crush Jasmine's bones suddenly disappeared. Jasmine only felt a lightness all over her body, as if her body had fallen into a rose bush.

The fragrance of flowers lingering in her nose, the murmur echoing in her ears, everything was like that The gentleness and beauty made her tense nerves suddenly relax.

The incandescent light rushed towards her with the majestic momentum of thousands of troops, but right in front of it, there appeared a figure like a dragon. The jade-like white palm.

Compared with it, the palm is like a mantis holding a car, but the actual situation is that when it hits the palm, it is like hitting a thousand mountains, and it is difficult to move even more. , I saw that the palm began to exert force, and the five fingers slowly bent and tightened.

The incandescent light ball seemed to have an entity, and was crushed with bare hands accompanied by a"bang" explosion.

"Gaah?"

The mouth on the belly of the white curse spirit made a sound of surprise. It was obvious that what happened in front of it exceeded its ability to understand.

At the next moment, starting from the body of the white curse spirit, five ferocious slashes suddenly appeared. Appearing on the ground behind it, five black lines also appeared on the body of the white curse spirit, dividing its body into six parts, and the ominous black flames burned out of the cracks. After fighting with Jasmine for a long time. Even the special curse spirit that forced Jasmine into danger several times could not survive even a moment in the hands of Bavanshi.

"Sister Bavanshi……"

Jasmine woke up leisurely while lying in Bavanshi's arms, with a bit of confusion in her golden eyes.

"Well, I'm here. Sorry to keep you waiting. Jasmine, you did a great job."

Bavanshi's voice was very gentle, and her embrace made Jasmine feel warm in her chest, and even the pain on her body suddenly eased a lot.

"Did I...did I make my sister proud?"

"Of course, you are my proudest sister."

Jasmine gradually showed a smile.

A very satisfied and happy smile.

It seemed that she was infected by Jasmine's smile, and even Bavanshi's eyes gradually became softer.

However, in the face of this harmonious atmosphere, she always Someone has no vision and is trying to destroy this atmosphere

"The prison gate is open."

The moment the sound sounded, a look of deep horror appeared on Bavanshi's face.

She suddenly turned her head to look at the body of the white cursed spirit, and then faced a huge eye with blood and tears. She lost her sight.

A chill flowed through her spinal cord and went straight to her brain stem. Bawanxi hurriedly picked up Jasmine and moved away from the thing in front of her.

She knew what this thing was, and it was precisely because of her understanding of its effect that she was so afraid of it. The existence of the object.

However, the other party actually chose to take out this object, how could he let Bavanshi leave so easily?

"Oops, I didn’t want to use this thing originally. After all, even if I have collected so many treasures over the years, this thing is unique."

Bavanshi did not see the owner of this voice, because the next moment she heard this, she felt dizzy, and her vision was occupied by a dazzling white.

In that pure white, a Standing in front of Bawanxi, who should never appear here, made Bawanxi widen her eyes in disbelief.

It was as harsh as winter, as majestic as winter, and as beautiful as winter. Female.

Her long, snow-white hair with no trace of flaws tied up behind her head. She wears a crown and a formal dress. Her ice-blue eyes have changed from pure white after experiencing twisted desire and burning anger. What remains from the ashes of the winter storm that lasted for more than two thousand years

"Mother...sir?"

"Bhavanshi, why are you always like this."

The incarnation of dominance, the goddess of winter, looked at Bavanshi who was deeply suspicious, and slowly frowned.

"You have let me down too much"

"！！！"

His words turned into a sharp sword, completely piercing through Bavanshi's heart, severing the skin and gouging out the blood.

"ah——！！！"